Nei, \u00e9g veit \u00fei\u00f0 hafi\u00f0 engan \u00e1huga \u00e1 \u00feessu. En h\u00e9r er samt heill kafli sem \u00e9g hripa\u00f0i upp \u00far handritinu, svo m\u00e9r fer greinilega fram vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa \u00feetta. Eftir \u00e1 a\u00f0 hyggja l\u00e6\u00f0ist s\u00e1 lj\u00f3ti grunur a\u00f0 m\u00e9r a\u00f0 sami kafli finnist \u00ed Sk\u00e1ldal\u00edfi Halld\u00f3rs Gu\u00f0mundssonar. St\u00f6k or\u00f0 \u00ed textanum skildi \u00e9g ekki og \u00fev\u00ed vantar \u00feau:<\/p>\n
Um or\u00f0i\u00f0 \u201eForbindelse\u201c.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\u00dea\u00f0 var komi\u00f0 fram \u00e1 vori\u00f0 1913. \u00c9g h\u00e9lt enn \u00fe\u00e1 \u00e1fram a\u00f0 hugsa \u00e1str\u00edkar hugsanir til elskunnar minnar. Enn \u00fe\u00e1 var h\u00fan fegurst allra kvenna og enn \u00fe\u00e1 voru a\u00f0rar konur, sem \u00e9g s\u00e1 \u00e1 vegi m\u00ednum, a\u00f0 eins endurhlj\u00f3mur af fegur\u00f0 hennar. Enn \u00fe\u00e1 gat \u00e9g ekki hugsa\u00f0 m\u00e9r a\u00f0 lifa \u00e1n hennar. Enn \u00fe\u00e1 var h\u00fan jafnfull af \u00f3lgandi l\u00edfi, jafn fagurrj\u00f3\u00f0 \u00ed kinnum, augun jafntindrandi. H\u00fan hl\u00fdtur a\u00f0 lifa hreinu l\u00edfi, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g oft vi\u00f0 sj\u00e1lfan mig.<\/p>\n
\tEn \u00feennan vetur leit h\u00fan sjaldnar upp \u00ed ba\u00f0stofuna til m\u00edn en veturinn \u00e1\u00f0ur og st\u00f3\u00f0 skemur vi\u00f0. \u00dea\u00f0 er skiljanlegt, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g me\u00f0 sj\u00e1lfum m\u00e9r. H\u00fan vill hafa allt sem n\u00fdjast og \u00f3snj\u00e1\u00f0ast, \u00feegar vi\u00f0 f\u00f6rum a\u00f0 lifa saman fyrir fullt og allt. H\u00fan var h\u00e6tt a\u00f0 ganga \u00ed spilat\u00edma, og raula\u00f0i n\u00fa bara l\u00f6g, sem h\u00fan [heyr\u00f0i?] \u00ed s\u00f6ngt\u00edmum \u00ed sk\u00f3lanum: St\u00f3\u00f0 \u00e9g \u00fati \u00ed tunglslj\u00f3si, Hva\u00f0 er svo glatt, N\u00fa blika vi\u00f0 s\u00f3larlag o.s.frv. \u00c9g ger\u00f0i m\u00e9r far um a\u00f0 l\u00edta \u00feannig \u00e1 a\u00f0rar konur, a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r s\u00e6ju, a\u00f0 \u00e9g fyrirliti \u00fe\u00e6r, s\u00e9rstaklega ef h\u00fan var n\u00e6rri. Ein haf\u00f0i be\u00f0i\u00f0 mig um tils\u00f6gn \u00ed d\u00f6nsku. En \u00e9g \u00feor\u00f0i ekki a\u00f0 taka hana. En \u00fe\u00e1 kom h\u00fan upp til m\u00edn \u00e1 \u00deorl\u00e1ksmessukv\u00f6ld og ba\u00f0 mig a\u00f0 lofa s\u00e9r [a\u00f0] skrifa utan \u00e1 nokkur j\u00f3lakort upp[i] hj\u00e1 m\u00e9r. \u00c9g var kurteis og sag\u00f0i:<\/p>\n
\tGeri\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e9r svo vel og sitji\u00f0 [\u00fe\u00e9r h\u00e9r?] vi\u00f0 bor\u00f0i\u00f0. H\u00fan kveikti \u00e1 perunni. Svo settist h\u00fan vi\u00f0 bor\u00f0i\u00f0, en \u00e9g f\u00e6r\u00f0i mig fram a\u00f0 dyrum, settist \u00fear \u00e1 st\u00f3l og l\u00e9st vera a\u00f0 vir\u00f0a fyrir m\u00e9r ofninn. A\u00f0 eins einst\u00f6ku sinnum hornauga. En hva\u00f0 h\u00fan var falleg: H\u00e1 og gr\u00f6nn, d\u00f6kk augu, d\u00f6kkt h\u00e1r, d\u00f6kkar augnbr\u00fanir, fagurlega [?], a\u00f0 eins 16 \u00e1ra. \u00dea\u00f0 var veri\u00f0 a\u00f0 tala saman \u00ed eldh\u00fasinu ni\u00f0ri, l\u00edkast og tv\u00e6r st\u00falkur v\u00e6ru a\u00f0 p\u00edskra um eitthva\u00f0. \u00c9g st\u00f3\u00f0 upp og f\u00f3r a\u00f0 ganga \u00feungum skrefum um g\u00f3lfi\u00f0, svo a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e6r g\u00e6tu heyrt, a\u00f0 \u00e9g v\u00e6ri ekki a\u00f0 gera neitt lj\u00f3tt. Svo st\u00f3\u00f0 h\u00fan upp, t\u00f3k saman j\u00f3lakortin, \u00feakka\u00f0i m\u00e9r fyrir, sag\u00f0i g\u00f3\u00f0a n\u00f3tt og skaut \u00e1 mig einu hv\u00f6ssu, \u00e1sakandi augnatilliti. Svo gekk h\u00fan \u00feegjandalega \u00fat \u00far herberginu, l\u00e9t hur\u00f0ina aftur \u00e1 eftir s\u00e9r, og h\u00e9lt ni\u00f0ur stigann. [\u00c9g hlusta\u00f0i?] \u00cd eldh\u00fasinu m\u00e6tti henni skellihl\u00e1tur. Hver er a\u00f0 hl\u00e6ja? \u00dea\u00f0 er elskan m\u00edn, sem er a\u00f0 hl\u00e6ja. Gu\u00f0 alm\u00e1ttugur, hj\u00e1lpi m\u00e9r! Svo datt allt \u00ed d\u00fanalogn. \u00c9g \u00feor\u00f0i ekki ni\u00f0ur, \u00fea\u00f0 sem eftir var kv\u00f6ldsins.<\/p>\n
\tDaginn eftir var elskan m\u00edn l\u00edkust \u00fev\u00ed sem h\u00fan \u00feekkti mig ekki. H\u00fan tala\u00f0i h\u00e1v\u00e6rum [spakm\u00e6lum?] eins og h\u00fan v\u00e6ri a\u00f0 tala vi\u00f0 veggina e\u00f0a h\u00fasg\u00f6gnin, og \u00fea\u00f0 var allt \u00e1 [?] um skot og kelir\u00ed vi\u00f0 einhvern e\u00f0a einhverja. \u00c9g m\u00e6ndi \u00e1 hana. Aldrei haf\u00f0i h\u00fan veri\u00f0 svona f\u00f6gur, svona dj\u00f6fulleg og f\u00f6gur.<\/p>\n
\tVi\u00f0 eigum a\u00f0 fyrirgefa, stama\u00f0i \u00e9g \u00f3sj\u00e1lfbjarga.
\n\tFettu haus, ef \u00fe\u00fa hefur lyzt \u00e1, Tobbi minn.<\/p>\n\tEftir \u00fea\u00f0 kom h\u00fan aldrei upp til m\u00edn. En nokkurum kv\u00f6ldum s\u00ed\u00f0ar var\u00f0 m\u00e9r liti\u00f0 \u00fat um gluggann minn. \u00dea\u00f0 var [?] og \u00fati var dau\u00f0a\u00e9l me\u00f0 f\u00f6l \u00e1 j\u00f6r\u00f0u. Undir h\u00fasgaflinum sunnanhallt vi\u00f0 gluggann minn st\u00f3\u00f0 unga st\u00falkan, sem haf\u00f0i be\u00f0i\u00f0 mig um tils\u00f6gn \u00ed d\u00f6nsku. Og hj\u00e1 henni st\u00f3\u00f0 ungur piltur. \u00deau t\u00f6lu\u00f0u saman \u00ed l\u00e1gum hlj\u00f3\u00f0um, hv\u00edskru\u00f0ust \u00e1. Og eftr \u00fea\u00f0 m\u00e6ltist h\u00fan aldrei til a\u00f0 \u00e9g veitti henni tils\u00f6gn \u00ed d\u00f6nsku.<\/p>\n
\tElskan m\u00edn f\u00f3r n\u00fa a\u00f0 vera lengur \u00fati \u00e1 kv\u00f6ldin og ballfer\u00f0ir hennar ger\u00f0ust n\u00fa t\u00ed\u00f0ari en \u00e1\u00f0ur. Stundum kom h\u00fan ekki heim fyr en klukkan eitt til tv\u00f6 \u00e1 n\u00e6turnar.<\/p>\n
\tEinn dag um vori\u00f0 gekk \u00e9g heim til kunningja m\u00edns, sk\u00f3labr\u00f3\u00f0ur sem haf\u00f0i veri\u00f0 me\u00f0 m\u00e9r \u00e1 Kennarask\u00f3lanum. Hann bj\u00f3 \u00ed litlu herbergi \u00e1 Lauf\u00e1sveg ??? Vi\u00f0 t\u00f3kum tal saman. \u00c9g vissi a\u00f0 hann \u00feekkti vel alla \u00ed sk\u00f3lanum. Tali\u00f0 barst a\u00f0 sk\u00f3lanum.<\/p>\n
\tGu\u00f0bj\u00f6rg hefur ekki komi\u00f0 aftur \u00ed sk\u00f3lann, sag\u00f0i \u00e9g.
\n\tH\u00fan, Gu\u00f0bj\u00f6rg. H\u00fan svaf hj\u00e1 [G\u00fasta?] \u00ed allan fyrri vetur og svo giftust \u00feau um vori\u00f0. Er n\u00fa farin a\u00f0 b\u00faa [einhverssta\u00f0ar fyrir austan?]
\n\tVar h\u00fan virkilega svona \u00f3hreinl\u00edf.
\n\t\u00de\u00e6r eru n\u00fa ekki allar \u00fear sem \u00fe\u00e6r eru s\u00e9\u00f0ar, \u00feessar dr\u00e6sur.
\nSvo [lempa\u00f0i?] \u00e9g tali\u00f0 h\u00e6gt og g\u00e6tilega \u00ed \u00e1ttina til elskunnar minnar.
\n\tMig grunar a\u00f0 h\u00fan hafi n\u00fa \u201eForbindelse\u201c h\u00e9r \u00ed b\u00e6num.
\n\tForbindelse? Forbindelse? [Stama\u00f0i\/Stundi] \u00e9g eins og f\u00e1bj\u00e1ni. J\u00e6ja. \u00dea\u00f0 var eins og \u00f6ll l\u00edff\u00e6ri m\u00edn [?] innan \u00ed m\u00e9r. Svo st\u00f3\u00f0 \u00e9g upp og sag\u00f0i:<\/p>\n\tJ\u00e6ja. \u00dea\u00f0 kemur kunningi minn heim til m\u00edn klukkan fj\u00f6gur. \u00c9g ver\u00f0 a\u00f0 fl\u00fdta m\u00e9r. Svo st\u00f6kk \u00e9g heim \u00ed einu hendingskasti til \u00feess a\u00f0 fletta upp or\u00f0inu Forbindelse \u00ed d\u00f6nsku or\u00f0ab\u00f3kinni eftir J\u00f3nas J\u00f3nasson. \u00c9g [f\u00e1lma\u00f0i?] til b\u00f3karinnar. Kem fyrst ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 B, s\u00ed\u00f0an E, svo J, svo H. Hver andskotinn. Loks F: Forbindelse n. samtenging, samband, tenging; efnasamband, bl\u00f6ndun; samg\u00f6ngur. Hva\u00f0 \u00e1tti hann vi\u00f0? Samtenging, tenging, bl\u00f6ndun? Getur \u00fea\u00f0 t\u00e1kna\u00f0 hj\u00f3naband? A\u00f0 h\u00fan s\u00e9 \u00ed \u00feann veginn a\u00f0 giftast? A\u00f0 blanda bl\u00f3\u00f0i vi\u00f0 einhvern? \u00c1tti hann vi\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0? E\u00f0a samband, [?] Vin\u00e1ttusamband? \u00c9g vissi hvorki upp n\u00e9 ni\u00f0ur, hvoru \u00e9g \u00e6tti a\u00f0 tr\u00faa. \u00c9g las \u00fatsk\u00fdringarnar aftur og aftur, ekki a\u00f0 eins or\u00f0in, heldur og stafina og [lestrarmerkin?]. Svo henti [\u00e9g] b\u00f3kinni \u00e1 bor\u00f0i\u00f0 og st\u00f6kk \u00fat og mars\u00e9ra\u00f0i allan daginn \u00fevers og endilangt gegnum b\u00e6inn.<\/p>\n
\tEftir \u00feetta hr\u00e6\u00f0ilega \u00e1fall t\u00f3k \u00e9g a\u00f0 sj\u00e1 elskuna m\u00edna fr\u00e1 \u00f6\u00f0ru sj\u00f3narmi\u00f0i. N\u00fa fannst m\u00e9r \u00fea\u00f0 liggja \u00ed augum uppi, a\u00f0 h\u00fan hef\u00f0i jafnvel lengi haft \u201eForbindelse\u201c. Var \u00fea\u00f0 \u00feetta, sem h\u00fan \u00fer\u00e1\u00f0i? Var \u00fea\u00f0 \u00feetta sem \u00e9g haf\u00f0i [?] Nei. \u00deetta hl\u00fdtur a\u00f0 vera bara laust forbindelse. En \u00fer\u00e1tt fyrir \u00fea\u00f0 gat \u00e1st m\u00edn til hennar aldrei d\u00e1i\u00f0. \u00c9g var allt af a\u00f0 b\u00faast vi\u00f0, a\u00f0 morgundagurinn leysti \u00feetta vandam\u00e1l.<\/p>\n
– \u00de\u00f3rbergur \u00de\u00f3r\u00f0arson, St\u00f3ra handriti\u00f0 bls. 154-159.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nei, \u00e9g veit \u00fei\u00f0 hafi\u00f0 engan \u00e1huga \u00e1 \u00feessu. En h\u00e9r er samt heill kafli sem \u00e9g hripa\u00f0i upp \u00far handritinu, svo m\u00e9r fer greinilega fram vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa \u00feetta. Eftir \u00e1 a\u00f0 hyggja l\u00e6\u00f0ist s\u00e1 lj\u00f3ti grunur a\u00f0 m\u00e9r a\u00f0 sami kafli finnist \u00ed Sk\u00e1ldal\u00edfi Halld\u00f3rs Gu\u00f0mundssonar. St\u00f6k or\u00f0 \u00ed textanum skildi \u00e9g ekki … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa: Heill kafli handa \u00e6stum lesendum<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3056","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-orbergur"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3056","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3056"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3056\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13673,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3056\/revisions\/13673"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3056"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3056"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3056"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}